I’m alive.

…even though it almost doesn’t feel that way. Boluda, I’m writting this to you. I want to tell you something.
“Stunji, Bani, guess what time it is again? time of clothes, suitcases, dust covered things, goodbyes, hellos…traveling…and its very hard to explain everything, but its just overwhelming everything I went through these months, the many battles [...]

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